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My short story "A Cherry Without a Stone" has been accepted by Not One of Us. It was supposed to be a poem:
yhlee had given me a handful of prompts, including "a siege of cherry blossoms." The phrase took off immediately into prose instead. The title comes from a riddle song that my mother used to sing as a lullaby, although technically her version was a cherry that had no stone. It has trees, and war, and stories; it is honest-to-God secondary-world fantasy, which is rare for me. I am back to feeling that my body has completely forgotten how to sleep.
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Thank you! I am happy about it.